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Uh uh uh uh uh uh
IGH!
Nana
Yup
Wooooh, ah!

1]
Young black boy, how he got the scared?
A&R's like, "Chano, you playin' fair!
You gon' set a bad example for the average
You a Yogi, you should idle while in position"
I be like, naw, these my sons, prenatal care
I'mma show em how to it here and make it fair
Take it there, they could kill me and I ain't care
You is just an ankle weight, lighter than some cake
than some maple syrup, easier than Ableton
Make a plate and a player
Make em it
Just count your sheep before they hatch
You chickens 'fore your
Eat your dinner 'fore you say prayer

I'm back up in bitch (x7)
I'm up in this...

2]
Young tactician, just got my taxes
Beat the tortoise by a hair in an '04 Ford
On a spare with a wax
There's a lot of metaphors, you just lack
You bad business
UH!
All your shit lower case
Lower class, key
I'm the only minor minority in
Sippin' gin and tonic I plot upon authority
of my horoscope, feeling like the oracle
Ain't no rules,
IGH!